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真糟糕

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如果不割肉，才亏2480

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自己的愚蠢导致1691元的损失

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唉。

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假设自己作空的话

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开始卖空的话

开始亏3319.85 ，46.5买进

作空可以挣3925

晕。

喜迎17大，股指上6000
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1提出问题
   1 6000点会跌吗？
回答 ：不会
1 上市公司利润良好
2 国家会继续作大作强资本市场
  http://finance.sina.com.cn/stock/t/20071016/05231721220.shtml

尚福林：中国股市正呈现经济晴雨表作用

http://finance.sina.com.cn/stock/t/20071016/05231720865.shtml
3 国内继续有资金涌入a股市场

4   美国次级贷危机有可能继续加大流动性
   应对方法就是 夺回资产市场订价权
  大象跳到游泳池有水花，跳到西湖就没有水花了。

http://zuoxiaolei.blog.sohu.com/67055780.html

左小蕾：拯救次级贷危机的后患

 
2 6000点以后会狂涨吗？
1 不会
   上市场公司的问题
 

3 6000点以后怎么发展
 1 稳定有序
 考虑 现金分红模式
   减少股价剧烈波动
对普通投资者有利
对机构有利
  2  严格资金管理 杜绝丑闻发生
http://finance.sina.com.cn/stock/t/20071016/00284062905.shtml

山东证监局加强拟上市公司监管

望严查山东ST金泰


4 展望
一万点并不是问题
争取在十年作到世界第二大资本市场
如果有风险  也要捆绑世界经济




















   

https://bbs.et8.net/bbs/showthread.php?t=680018
http://tor.eff.org/download.html.zh-cn
http://tor.eff.org/download.html.en
http://www.xunleibus.com/html/soft/20070317/13367.html
http://bbs.et8.net/bbs/showthread.php?t=764259
http://www.syshy.net/article.asp?id=154
http://softbbs.it168.com/thread-496724-1-1.html

    所谓的职业生涯，其实你很难预测到你将来真正要从事什么工作，将来所要从事的工作，是否跟你在大学里学的专业有关。大多数人，很有可能将来所作的工作，跟他当初所学的专业一点关系都没有。
    从22岁大学毕业在26岁之间这四年，重要的不是你做了什么，重要的是你在工作中养成了怎么样的良好的工作习惯。
    这个良好的工作习惯，指的是：认真，踏实的工作作风，以及是否学会了如何用最快的时间接受新的事物，发现新事物的内在规律，比别人更短时间内掌握这些规律并且处理好它们。具备了以上的要素，你就成长为一个被人信任的工作的人。

    人都有惰性，也都愿意用那些用起来顺手的人。当你具备了被人信任的基础，并且在日常的工作中逐渐表现出你的踏实，聪明，和细致的时候，越来越多的工作机 会就会提供到你面前。原因很简单，用一句话就能交代清楚并且能被你顺利完成的工作，谁愿意说三句话甚至半小时交待一个怎么都不明白的人呢？沟通也是一种成 本，沟通的时间越少，内耗越少，这是作为管理者最清楚的一件事。
    当你有比别人更多的工作机会去接触那些你没有接触过的工作的时候，你就有了比别人多的学习机会，人人都喜欢聪明勤奋的学生，作为管理者，大概更是如此。

打的不行

扣杀有问题

深刻检讨自我

William Blake - Auguries of Innocence

            To see a world in a grain of sand,
            And a heaven in a wild flower,
            Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
            And eternity in an hour.

            A robin redbreast in a cage
            Puts all heaven in a rage.

            A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
            Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
            A dog starv'd at his master's gate
            Predicts the ruin of the state.

            A horse misused upon the road
            Calls to heaven for human blood.
            Each outcry of the hunted hare
            A fibre from the brain does tear.

            A skylark wounded in the wing,
            A cherubim does cease to sing.
            The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
            Does the rising sun affright.

            Every wolf's and lion's howl
            Raises from hell a human soul.

            The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
            Keeps the human soul from care.
            The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
            And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

            The bat that flits at close of eve
            Has left the brain that won't believe.
            The owl that calls upon the night
            Speaks the unbeliever's fright.

            He who shall hurt the little wren
            Shall never be belov'd by men.
            He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
            Shall never be by woman lov'd.

            The wanton boy that kills the fly
            Shall feel the spider's enmity.
            He who torments the chafer's sprite
            Weaves a bower in endless night.

            The caterpillar on the leaf
            Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
            Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
            For the last judgement draweth nigh.

            He who shall train the horse to war
            Shall never pass the polar bar.
            The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
            Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.

            The gnat that sings his summer's song
            Poison gets from slander's tongue.
            The poison of the snake and newt
            Is the sweat of envy's foot.

            The poison of the honey bee
            Is the artist's jealousy.

            The prince's robes and beggar's rags
            Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
            A truth that's told with bad intent
            Beats all the lies you can invent.

            It is right it should be so;
            Man was made for joy and woe;
            And when this we rightly know,
            Thro' the world we safely go.

            Joy and woe are woven fine,
            A clothing for the soul divine.
            Under every grief and pine
            Runs a joy with silken twine.

            The babe is more than swaddling bands;
            Every farmer understands.
            Every tear from every eye
            Becomes a babe in eternity;

 nbsp;          This is caught by females bright,
            And return'd to its own delight.
            The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
            Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.

            The babe that weeps the rod beneath
            Writes revenge in realms of death.
            The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
            Does to rags the heavens tear.

            The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
            Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
            The poor man's farthing is worth more
            Than all the gold on Afric's shore.

            One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
            Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
            Or, if protected from on high,
            Does that whole nation sell and buy.

            He who mocks the infant's faith
            Shall be mock'd in age and death.
            He who shall teach the child to doubt
            The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

            He who respects the infant's faith
            Triumphs over hell and death.
            The child's toys and the old man's reasons
            Are the fruits of the two seasons.

            The questioner, who sits so sly,
            Shall never know how to reply.
            He who replies to words of doubt
            Doth put the light of knowledge out.

            The strongest poison ever known
            Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
            Nought can deform the human race
            Like to the armour's iron brace.

            When gold and gems adorn the plow,
            To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
            A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
            Is to doubt a fit reply.

            The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
            Make lame philosophy to smile.
            He who doubts from what he sees
            Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

            If the sun and moon should doubt,
            They'd immediately go out.
            To be in a passion you good may do,
            But no good if a passion is in you.

            The whore and gambler, by the state
            Licensed, build that nation's fate.
            The harlot's cry from street to street
            Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.

            The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
            Dance before dead England's hearse.

            Every night and every morn
            Some to misery are born,
            Every morn and every night
            Some are born to sweet delight.

            Some are born to sweet delight,
            Some are born to endless night.

            We are led to believe a lie
            When we see not thro' the eye,
            Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
            When the soul slept in beams of light.

            God appears, and God is light,
            To those poor souls who dwell in night;
            But does a human form display
            To those who dwell in realms of day.

            （完）

感觉　秦世皇　灭了六国的贵族

真是个好事情，

一口气看了三个小时，

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教训　得富后是如何保持住

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呵呵

慢慢品位

看的是碟。